In the Name of the Heavenly Venerable!

"Director Liu, you're here too?"

Downstairs in the hotel.

He Gaozhuo sneered:

"It seems Director Liu is quite well-informed."

Liu Yuan gave him a puzzled look:

"Assistant Manager Zhang informed me that something might have happened here. And you're here again?"

He Gaozhuo was stunned for a moment. An unexpected turn of events?

What happened?

His thoughts raced, and he immediately understood:

"Unexpected changes? What that Assistant Manager Zhang was talking about, I suppose, is the matter I'm here to hold accountable? This is the District Three, what unexpected changes could there be? If you ask me..."

He didn't finish his sentence.

'Smack!'

The windows upstairs shattered, and more than ten figures plummeted downwards. In the instant those figures fell,

The entire floor suddenly twisted and contorted, taking on a bizarre shape!

'Boom!!'

The 32-story building was completely destroyed.

"Not good!"

Liu Yuan and He Gaozhuo's expressions changed. Internal strife aside, if something really happened to Elder Yu, they would be in big trouble!

Both of them emitted Blood Qi Beacon, which transformed into enormous Blood Qi Palm Seal that caught the falling figures and lifted them to the ground.

"Assistant Manager Zhang!" Liu Yuan exclaimed, "What happened?"

Zhang Fusheng released his grip on the old woman and his younger cousin, and breathed a sigh of relief—he had made the right bet.

He spoke hastily:

"It's an attack on the Divine Realm!"

"An attack by a Grandmaster, or even Great Grandmaster!"

The two Deputy Director and the several Enforcement Team that had just arrived all changed color. Zhang Fusheng raised his head and looked solemnly at the distorted and broken 32nd floor.

This luxury hotel was naturally filled with a large amount of special materials; a sweep of divine sense would immediately produce strange noises.

If that's the case, how did at least four Great Grandmaster, at the Divine Realm level, manage to cover the conference room so silently?

Naturally, the only way to achieve this is to twist and change the divine realm like water, allowing it to seep through the open conference room door without touching the special walls in the slightest!

In this situation...

Once you smash through the French windows and jump out, you'll naturally leave the divine realm—after all, those Great Grandmaster are quietly fighting and clashing.

The divine aura enveloping the conference room does not belong to any single person, and naturally, it is impossible to completely control or conceal one's senses!

Only

"This is troublesome," Zhang Fusheng said softly.

Liu Yuan and He Gaozhuo subconsciously looked around, their expressions changing simultaneously.

The once bustling street was now deserted.

Even the streets, the buildings, everything is collapsing and shrinking into a desolate wasteland!

A divine realm.

True Spiritual Realm!

The pedestrians who were on this street were still in the wasteland, looking around in confusion, while the Great Grandmaster simultaneously enveloped the entire street with their divine power!

Zhang Fusheng glanced at the pale-faced old woman, then at the thousands of passersby in a state of panic.

That's enough.

That's enough people.

He raised his head and looked up at the sky.

As expected, four figures occupied the four corners of the sky, each surrounded by a different part of the sky.

One is in the east, surrounded by rolling Sea of Clouds; the other is in the west, with lightning flashing beside it.

One is in the south, surrounded by clear skies; the last one is in the north, where the sky is overcast and rainy.

A completely different sky represents a completely different divine realm.

The four major figures remain locked in a standoff.

Great Grandmaster Liu Yuan took a deep breath, his expression extremely grim, while He Gaozhuo beside him was in no better shape, looking horrified.

How could he be Great Grandmaster?

And where did this Great Grandmaster come from?

"I see."

The old woman suddenly spoke. Although her face was a little pale, she was not afraid and even appeared quite calm.

She said softly:

"It seems that someone was indeed deliberately creating Convergence Point."

"What?" Liu Yuan and He Gaozhuo both looked at the distinguished old woman, neither of them quite understanding.

Zhang Fusheng gave Elder Yu a deep look.

This old man, though an ordinary person, was indeed sharp-minded, and immediately guessed why the Great Grandmaster in the four directions of the sky had come.

"Three people."

In the sky, the figure from the west spoke softly:

"This has caused quite a commotion. Since we can't determine who's superior in such a short time, why don't we divide the two items equally?"

"Splitting it equally?" Another twisted, blurry figure sneered, its voice hoarse, "How can this be split equally?"

After a moment's pause, the Grandmaster said calmly:

"If you really want to divide it equally, that's fine too. I'll do the killing. After I'm done, I'll give the corresponding share to the three of you. How about that?"

"I don't think it's very good."

The woman seated in the Southern Celestial Realm spoke softly:

"Leave it to me. Our Confucian Sect emphasizes rules and regulations above all else."

"What, are you saying that my East Cult doesn't follow the rules? But if you ask me, just don't give it to this guy from the Myriad Gods Cult."

Three gazes simultaneously fell upon the figure residing on the east side.

The latter was surrounded by rolling Sea of Clouds.

Within the churning Sea of Clouds, one could vaguely make out a gigantic serpent-dragon constructed of blood!

Below.

"The Myriad Gods Cult, the East Cult Religion, the Ancient Sage Faction of the Confucian Sect," Liu Yuan's voice was hoarse, his face growing increasingly pale, "And there's also Buddhist Sect. The Mandala System!"

He Gaozhuo's legs were also trembling, and he gritted his teeth:

"We can only hope that the outside world will discover the anomaly soon, before the governor arrives."

He suddenly stopped talking.

The governors of lower-level cities are usually Martial Arts Master, while the governors of higher-level cities are Great Grandmaster.

But in the sky were four great masters!

Liu Yuan looked at the old woman, his face pale:

"How exactly did you summon these monsters?"

The old woman remained silent, then sighed softly:

"This is going to be chaotic."

It's unclear what she was specifically referring to.

In the sky, four figures stood motionless, and the divine phenomena surrounding them suddenly collided violently, causing the entire wasteland to tremble!

Zhang Fusheng watched with great interest, but did not manipulate 'Zhong Shan' to take action. He was waiting for outsiders to notice the changes happening here.

At the same time, they are also learning how to master the combat methods and techniques of the Divine Realm.

I possess a thousand years of Mental Accumulation, but lack the corresponding methods of killing. Now is the perfect time to learn them.

Under Zhang Fusheng's gaze, in the sky above, the four divine realms clashed, and four powerful spiritual wills fought each other.

A Great Grandmaster of the Myriad Gods Cult Transforming the False into the True, and a giant blood python coiled in the sky; Great Grandmaster of the East Cult conjured heavenly lightning with his finger, which struck the blood python, causing it to writhe and struggle.

And that female patriarch from the Ancient Sage Faction of the Confucian Sect

At this moment, golden light radiated from his body, and his divine power surged forth, transforming him into a gigantic ancient book that hung high in the sky.

She uttered individual words: thunder, wind, fire, lightning.

Then, the ancient book, which had been formed from the divine realm, turned its pages and actually produced real thunder, wind, fire, and lightning!

Neither of them used their full strength, nor did they employ their physical bodies or various supernatural Divine Ability, for fear of causing too much of a commotion. They were engaged in a pure Mental Combat!

But that's precisely why.

That's how Zhang Fusheng —or rather, how Zhong Shan —was given the opportunity to perform.

Zhang Fusheng's cultivation level was insufficient, even quite low, and he had only discovered a major secret of the internal organs. But what about his spirit?

Below the innate.

Above all other major sects.

"So, the Divine Realm can be used as a direct Killing Technique."

Zhang Fusheng observed the scene of the collision in the sky and was amazed. He had learned something, he had truly learned something.

Unfortunately, I can only learn the superficial aspects.

Speaking of which, among the killing techniques that Grandmaster will teach in a couple of days, will there be any Killing Move involving the Divine Realm?

As their thoughts raced, the four great masters in the heavens seemed to be showing signs of a decisive battle.

The Grand Master from the Ancient Sage Faction, who held a superior position, had already risen from the clouds and his gaze fell upon them!

In Zhang Fusheng's perception, outside the divine realm that enveloped this place, some people had already noticed the anomaly.

So

The True Person has appeared.

The world should now hear the name of the heavens.

Zhang Fusheng briefly closed his eyes.

At the same moment.

Why not just use weapons?

An aged voice instantly resounded throughout the divine realm formed by the four great sects, which enveloped the entire long street.

The four Great Grandmaster turned their heads in alarm.

They saw at the edge of the wasteland that an old figure had appeared out of nowhere, standing quietly.

The figure slowly took a step forward, its foot landing on the muddy ground in the divine realm with a 'thud' sound.

The divine realm jointly constructed by the Great Grandmaster suddenly fell silent.

Then.

Torn apart!

It collapsed with a roar!

It was crushed to pieces by that one kick.

Outside world.

"Um?"

In the Executive Building, the governor suddenly turned his head and looked towards the direction of the District Three.

There, on a long street, the top floor of a hotel was torn to shreds.

On the street, there were two Deputy Director of the Public Security Bureau, a researcher from Golden City, and countless passersby.

They all fell into an eerie Frozen State.

"Divine Realm?"

The consul raised an eyebrow, then looked away.

No.

I saw nothing—the divine aura there was clearly nowhere to be found!

At least three or four major ones are there!

Anyone who gets involved is a fool.

The thought had barely formed when his gaze returned to his own.

Why not stop the fighting?

A booming, ancient voice rose from that long street, rolling out and instantly covering an area of one hundred kilometers in radius!

At this very moment,

Within a 100-kilometer radius, buildings filled with special materials simultaneously emitted violent, strange noises and piercing screams!

As the ancient, booming voice reverberated, within a radius of one hundred kilometers, from First District to Fifth District, all buildings filled with special materials also began to creak and groan in unison.

These strange noises surged like waves, causing the buildings to sway slightly, as if bobbing in a great tide, creating a magnificent spectacle!

This means that the aged, booming voice was not a purely real voice.

It is divine thought.

It was a sound arising from the vibration of divine consciousness.

"A divine thought spanning a hundred kilometers."

The consul's expression changed drastically.

This represents at least a thousand years of Mental Accumulation!

A thousand years of accumulation has led to this Great Limit juncture, which only those Innate Person can overcome.

"Innate!"

The governor looked at the long street in astonishment, and like him, countless other gazes from all corners of the city turned toward it.

The stagnant street suddenly twisted and contorted, as if the divine realm enveloping it had shattered and vanished, and five figures appeared out of nowhere in the sky.

Four figures sat facing each other, all staring at another ethereal, ancient old man!

The old man crushed the four powerful cultivators to dust with a single kick.

He was ethereal, clearly just a Mental Projection, yet no one dared to underestimate him as he stood silently in the void.

But.

Who is he?

This thought crossed many people's minds.

Right now.

The aging old man raised his eyelids and stared at the four terrified Great Grandmaster from different sects.

He took a step in the void, and a Golden Lotus slowly bloomed from his foot.

"Ah, the human world."

The old man sighed softly. Along the entire long street, one withered tree after another seemed to spring back to life; old leaves fell, and new leaves grew.

Then, in an instant, the new leaves turned yellow, as if autumn had arrived.

No, not just this street.

One, two, ten!

As the old man sighed at the passing of life, the autumn wind rose, and leaves fell from the yellow sky, illuminating the streets and alleys for miles around.

Zhang Fusheng's face was slightly pale, but he forced his Qi and Blood to surge, and his pale face regained its rosy color, making him look no different from an ordinary person.

The name Gao Tian was revealed to the public for the first time.

Paying some price to create a big impact is certainly not unacceptable.

With just his Mental Intent, he was far from being a match for Great Grandmaster; if they were to actually fight, he would immediately be exposed.

Would they dare to make a move?

A barely perceptible smile appeared on Zhang Fusheng's face, but it vanished instantly as he quietly focused his thoughts on the Eight Sceneries Palace and sat upright on the futon.

Then, with an infinitely high position, he once again took control of the phantom formed by that mark.

I just don't know why.

Today's meditation cushion is a bit uncomfortable on my bottom.

The thought flashed through my mind, right there on the street.

The old man raised his eyelids, and Immortal Dao Rhyme flowed between the lines of his skin. The four Great Grandmaster looked at him and suddenly felt a sense of insignificance.

It's not that I've become insignificant.

The other party is simply too 'high'!

Above the sky, the old man took a second step forward, and a Golden Lotus bloomed beneath his feet once more, turning the autumn colors of the hundred miles into winter.

Of the changing seasons, I love winter the most.

The old man smiled and addressed the four Great Grandmaster, at which point snow began to fall.

It actually started snowing.

August snow falls, half the city is covered in white frost.

I'm so sorry for offending you!

The Great Grandmaster from the Myriad Gods Cult, whose true form was obscured by distorted Body Radiance, spoke in a trembling voice:

"Please forgive me, senior!"

The old man gazed at him calmly, and only sighed:

"How grave are their sins?"

"It's a small punishment to serve as a warning."

What sins did this Great Grandmaster commit?

Zhang Fusheng didn't know, but this person would fill in the blanks in his own mind, and others would do the same.

A Sea of Consciousness rose up behind the old man and pointed at him.

"Thunder."

A soft sigh.

Within Zhang Fusheng's Ancestral Aperture at the center of his brow, his divine realm surged as he painstakingly communicated with the outer world. At the cost of utter exhaustion, he actually succeeded, causing a bolt of Purple Thunder to strike down from the snow-covered sky!

He silently activated the Five Thunders Art, drawing upon the [Divine Thunder] from the Five Thunders of Heaven, Earth, Ghosts, and Gods, and Gods, which is specifically for killing and punishing deities who violate righteous rituals.

The purple lightning that struck down carried a sense of vastness and power.

Although the Great Grandmaster could easily dodge, he dared not. Struck by the lightning, he cried out in pain, though his injuries were not severe.

But the blood-red python behind him, which had been Transforming the False into the True, was violently writhing and twisting, and was shattered into pieces!

The Great Grandmaster coughed up a mouthful of scalding, golden blood, and dared not move, prostrating himself in the sky.

"Please forgive me, senior!"

Snowflakes are falling.

The old man stood with his hands behind his back, calmly gazing at him, and sighed softly:

"Very well, your sins do not lie with you, but with this world."

"Then I will spare your life."

He raised his head, gazed at the sky, and suddenly asked:

"Heaven and Earth, I borrow from the Above High Heaven, I borrow the name of the Heavenly Venerable, to ask you."

How did you get so sick?

Heaven and earth were silent for a moment.

Then, thunder roared, ten times, a hundred times, a million times.

In this city, in a thousand cities, in countless cities!

It was as if the heavens and earth were roaring, raging, and baring their fangs at that ethereal old man!

"By the Heavenly Venerable," the old man could only sigh.

The raging heavens and earth suddenly fell silent.

Like a kitten that has just breathed its last and then cowered, it appears calm and collected, yet carries a hint of grievance.

Dao Palace, Zhang Fusheng, expressionless, silently tossed aside the human body he had just refined from a fake to a real one.

This trick is used to tease [Heaven and Earth].

It really works every time.

He couldn't help but scratch his sore buttocks... What's wrong with this futon today?

Why does it look like it has grown thorns?

It's getting cold, time to ask for monthly passes ovo